Disclaimer: I do not own any original Harry Potter characters. Sniff sniff.
I have a few characters of my own, which I will identify when they come
into the story.
This story is being used for entertainment purposes only, no money is being made and no violation of copyright intended.
Read, enjoy, and review!!! ***********************************************************************
"How was Gin doing?" Lavender asked, as Hermione flopped down into the deckchair next to her.
"Not too great. I left you cell phone on the table."
"Thanks. So what was wrong with Gin?"
"She argued with Seamus again, and Jack was being a pest."
"Is she really unhappy with Seamus? Seems they fight a lot. It's only been a year and they've broken up more times than I can count."
"No, she's just all cranky since her baby's due in a couple of months, and she just took it out on Seamus." Hermione said, putting on suntan lotion.
"Yeah, the famous Weasley temper." Lavender grinned.
"Just like Ron." Hermione's smile faded slightly. Lying back in the chair, she let her mind carry her back to the past.
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It was October, and getting cold. All of Gryffindor House went around wrapped up in their scarlet and gold scarves, toasting marshmallows over the common-room fire.
As usual, sixteen-year-old Hermione was tied down with work. She spent all her time alternating between scribbling furiously away at endless essays and hanging out with Ron, who she had been going out with since the beginning of term.
Neither of them had seen Harry much; he disappeared a lot. Because of the happenings at the Department of Mysteries, they both figured he wanted to be alone and didn't bother looking for him.
It was a week before Halloween, and Hermione was trying to decide on a dress for the Halloween Ball and finish her Potions Essay at the same time. Ron was sitting next to her at one of the common-room tables, eating chocolate frogs. The portrait-hole opened and Harry and Ginny came in, holding hands. Ron glowered at this, as he still didn't like people dating his little sister. The two came over to them.
"Hey guys." Ginny's eyes were sparkling. "We want to tell you something." Hermione looked at them expectantly.
"What is it?" she asked. Ginny opened her mouth to say something, but Ron cut her off.
"Just how long," he growled, "Have you been going out with my sister?" he pointed an accusing finger at Harry.
"About. er. three, four months?" Harry said. Ron glared at him.
"So you've finally come to your senses and you're going to tell us that you're going out? Is that it?" Ron asked. Harry looked slightly apprehensive.
"Er, no Ron. That's not what we want to tell you." She said, still smiling.
"You're not getting married, are you?" Ron asked, looking terrified.
"Oh, no, not that. I'm having Harry's baby is all." Ginny replied lightly. Hermione's mouth fell open in shock.
"Oh that's alright then- WHAT?!" Ron yelled as Ginny's words sunk in. "I'm sorry, did I hear that right?"
"Probably." Harry grinned. "Ginny. Is. Having. My. Child." Ron turned an excellent shade of pink, jumping up from his chair and nearly knocking the table over.
"WHAT?! HARRY, YOU BASTARD, I'M GONNA KILL YOU! LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO MY SISTER!" He roared.
"Relax, Ronald." Ginny snarled. Ron took no notice and punched Harry square in the face. Blood spurted from his nose.
"Look, Ron, I know you must be angry-"
"ANGRY? I'M NOT ANGRY, I'M FURIOUS! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?" Everyone else in the common room had gone silent and was watching.
"Ron." Hermione murmured, "Sit down and stop making such a scene."
"A SCENE? I'LL GIVE YOU A SCENE ALL RIGHT-"
"RONALD WEASLEY! SIT DOWN THIS INSTANT OR I'M BREAKING UP WITH YOU RIGHT NOW!" Ron had forgotten how demanding Hermione could be. He sat. "I'm happy for you guys." Hermione said to Ginny and Harry, shooting a look at Ron that informed him to follow her example.
"Thanks." Harry muttered, trying to stem the blood flow from his nose. He succeeded.
"So. when is this baby due?" Ron choked, making an effort. Ginny beamed at him.
"April." She smiled. Ron did some quick calculations in his head. Banging his fist on the table, he turned violently purple.
"That means. in August. you were shagging my sister when you stayed at MY HOUSE?" Ron lunged at Harry across the table, pummeling him with all his might.
It took Dean, Seamus, Angelina and Katie to pull him off Harry, by which time Harry was unconscious. They carried him off to the hospital wing. Ginny followed with a reproachful look at Ron. Hermione checked her watch.
"We have an hour until curfew. Get your coat, we're going for a walk." She said, her voice cold. Ten minutes later they were out in the dark ground by the lake. The moon was bright, so they could see each other's faces. They had walked the whole way out there ein silence. Finally Hermione exploded.
"Ronald Cornelius Weasley, what the hell is wrong with you?!" she yelled. Ron shouted angry random sentences in response.
"Fifteen! My house! In my living room! Bastard. Mum.Dad.little sister! Malfoy slutbag whore!" Hermione had known him long enough to know what he was saying.
"Yes, well done, Ginny is fifteen. That makes it nearly legal. How do you know they did it in your living room? Harry is not a bastard; he is your best friend. Surely your parents don't expect you to watch over your little sister all the time. Why would Malfoy call her a slutbag whore? He doesn't know!" There was a long silence. Ron took a deep breath.
"I guess. you're right. I just got so ANGRY. I mean, why weren't they more careful? Were they even careful at all?"
"That's none of our business, Ron." Hermione replied.
"Yes it is! They're throwing their lives away."
"They are NOT. Can't you see how HAPPY they are? Have you seen the way Harry LOOKS at her? After the Department of Mysteries, I thought Harry would sink into depression or something. But look at him! He's so happy! Ginny's the same. Don't you wasn't them to be happy?"
"Yes." Ron said reluctantly.
"Come on, Ron. They're in love. Harry worships the ground Ginny stands on. You never act that way with me-" Hermione realized too late that she had said the wrong thing.
"OH REALLY? SO YOU WANT HARRY TOO, EH? I'M NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU BECAUSE I DON'T ACT LIKE A PRAT EVERY TIME YOU COME NEAR ME? OR MAYBE YOU AND HARRY HAVE BEEN SNEAKING OUT BEHIND MY BACK-" Ron stopped abruptly as Hermione slapped him hard.
"Listen up and listen good, Ronald. I am NOT cheating on you. I never have, and I never will. Get that through your thick skull RIGHT NOW." Ron looked stunned. "Got it?" she snapped. He nodded slowly. "Fine then. We are going up to the Hospital Wing where you will apologize to Harry AND Ginny." Hermione stalked back to the castle, Ron following.
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Later that day, Hermione and Lavender went for lunch at one of the many beachside restaurants. Afterwards, Lavender went off to tan some more. Since Hermione burned easily, she retreated into the shade of a bar with a cool drink. She had been sitting at the bar for about ten minutes when she heard a surprised voice behind her.
"Hermione?"
She turned to see a man standing in front of her. He was young, the same age as her but he looked much older. He was dressed simply in a white t- shirt and blue jeans. His platinum blond hair, which was slightly longer than average, fell into his stormy gray eyes. He was taller than Hermione at a height of about 6'3".
"Draco."
************************************************************************A/N: OK, this is the last chapter until I get a few reviews. Hope it's getting better. That's quite a long chapter, I think, considering the first two were so short. Sorry about that. If you have any questions, just ask in your reviews (hint hint: REVIEW!). Oh yah, before I forget- this particular story alternates between the past and the present. The past is in italics. There will also be a sequel when this one is done, so the story really has lots of parts to it. Enjoy!
This story is being used for entertainment purposes only, no money is being made and no violation of copyright intended.
Read, enjoy, and review!!! ***********************************************************************
"How was Gin doing?" Lavender asked, as Hermione flopped down into the deckchair next to her.
"Not too great. I left you cell phone on the table."
"Thanks. So what was wrong with Gin?"
"She argued with Seamus again, and Jack was being a pest."
"Is she really unhappy with Seamus? Seems they fight a lot. It's only been a year and they've broken up more times than I can count."
"No, she's just all cranky since her baby's due in a couple of months, and she just took it out on Seamus." Hermione said, putting on suntan lotion.
"Yeah, the famous Weasley temper." Lavender grinned.
"Just like Ron." Hermione's smile faded slightly. Lying back in the chair, she let her mind carry her back to the past.
***********************
It was October, and getting cold. All of Gryffindor House went around wrapped up in their scarlet and gold scarves, toasting marshmallows over the common-room fire.
As usual, sixteen-year-old Hermione was tied down with work. She spent all her time alternating between scribbling furiously away at endless essays and hanging out with Ron, who she had been going out with since the beginning of term.
Neither of them had seen Harry much; he disappeared a lot. Because of the happenings at the Department of Mysteries, they both figured he wanted to be alone and didn't bother looking for him.
It was a week before Halloween, and Hermione was trying to decide on a dress for the Halloween Ball and finish her Potions Essay at the same time. Ron was sitting next to her at one of the common-room tables, eating chocolate frogs. The portrait-hole opened and Harry and Ginny came in, holding hands. Ron glowered at this, as he still didn't like people dating his little sister. The two came over to them.
"Hey guys." Ginny's eyes were sparkling. "We want to tell you something." Hermione looked at them expectantly.
"What is it?" she asked. Ginny opened her mouth to say something, but Ron cut her off.
"Just how long," he growled, "Have you been going out with my sister?" he pointed an accusing finger at Harry.
"About. er. three, four months?" Harry said. Ron glared at him.
"So you've finally come to your senses and you're going to tell us that you're going out? Is that it?" Ron asked. Harry looked slightly apprehensive.
"Er, no Ron. That's not what we want to tell you." She said, still smiling.
"You're not getting married, are you?" Ron asked, looking terrified.
"Oh, no, not that. I'm having Harry's baby is all." Ginny replied lightly. Hermione's mouth fell open in shock.
"Oh that's alright then- WHAT?!" Ron yelled as Ginny's words sunk in. "I'm sorry, did I hear that right?"
"Probably." Harry grinned. "Ginny. Is. Having. My. Child." Ron turned an excellent shade of pink, jumping up from his chair and nearly knocking the table over.
"WHAT?! HARRY, YOU BASTARD, I'M GONNA KILL YOU! LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO MY SISTER!" He roared.
"Relax, Ronald." Ginny snarled. Ron took no notice and punched Harry square in the face. Blood spurted from his nose.
"Look, Ron, I know you must be angry-"
"ANGRY? I'M NOT ANGRY, I'M FURIOUS! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?" Everyone else in the common room had gone silent and was watching.
"Ron." Hermione murmured, "Sit down and stop making such a scene."
"A SCENE? I'LL GIVE YOU A SCENE ALL RIGHT-"
"RONALD WEASLEY! SIT DOWN THIS INSTANT OR I'M BREAKING UP WITH YOU RIGHT NOW!" Ron had forgotten how demanding Hermione could be. He sat. "I'm happy for you guys." Hermione said to Ginny and Harry, shooting a look at Ron that informed him to follow her example.
"Thanks." Harry muttered, trying to stem the blood flow from his nose. He succeeded.
"So. when is this baby due?" Ron choked, making an effort. Ginny beamed at him.
"April." She smiled. Ron did some quick calculations in his head. Banging his fist on the table, he turned violently purple.
"That means. in August. you were shagging my sister when you stayed at MY HOUSE?" Ron lunged at Harry across the table, pummeling him with all his might.
It took Dean, Seamus, Angelina and Katie to pull him off Harry, by which time Harry was unconscious. They carried him off to the hospital wing. Ginny followed with a reproachful look at Ron. Hermione checked her watch.
"We have an hour until curfew. Get your coat, we're going for a walk." She said, her voice cold. Ten minutes later they were out in the dark ground by the lake. The moon was bright, so they could see each other's faces. They had walked the whole way out there ein silence. Finally Hermione exploded.
"Ronald Cornelius Weasley, what the hell is wrong with you?!" she yelled. Ron shouted angry random sentences in response.
"Fifteen! My house! In my living room! Bastard. Mum.Dad.little sister! Malfoy slutbag whore!" Hermione had known him long enough to know what he was saying.
"Yes, well done, Ginny is fifteen. That makes it nearly legal. How do you know they did it in your living room? Harry is not a bastard; he is your best friend. Surely your parents don't expect you to watch over your little sister all the time. Why would Malfoy call her a slutbag whore? He doesn't know!" There was a long silence. Ron took a deep breath.
"I guess. you're right. I just got so ANGRY. I mean, why weren't they more careful? Were they even careful at all?"
"That's none of our business, Ron." Hermione replied.
"Yes it is! They're throwing their lives away."
"They are NOT. Can't you see how HAPPY they are? Have you seen the way Harry LOOKS at her? After the Department of Mysteries, I thought Harry would sink into depression or something. But look at him! He's so happy! Ginny's the same. Don't you wasn't them to be happy?"
"Yes." Ron said reluctantly.
"Come on, Ron. They're in love. Harry worships the ground Ginny stands on. You never act that way with me-" Hermione realized too late that she had said the wrong thing.
"OH REALLY? SO YOU WANT HARRY TOO, EH? I'M NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU BECAUSE I DON'T ACT LIKE A PRAT EVERY TIME YOU COME NEAR ME? OR MAYBE YOU AND HARRY HAVE BEEN SNEAKING OUT BEHIND MY BACK-" Ron stopped abruptly as Hermione slapped him hard.
"Listen up and listen good, Ronald. I am NOT cheating on you. I never have, and I never will. Get that through your thick skull RIGHT NOW." Ron looked stunned. "Got it?" she snapped. He nodded slowly. "Fine then. We are going up to the Hospital Wing where you will apologize to Harry AND Ginny." Hermione stalked back to the castle, Ron following.
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Later that day, Hermione and Lavender went for lunch at one of the many beachside restaurants. Afterwards, Lavender went off to tan some more. Since Hermione burned easily, she retreated into the shade of a bar with a cool drink. She had been sitting at the bar for about ten minutes when she heard a surprised voice behind her.
"Hermione?"
She turned to see a man standing in front of her. He was young, the same age as her but he looked much older. He was dressed simply in a white t- shirt and blue jeans. His platinum blond hair, which was slightly longer than average, fell into his stormy gray eyes. He was taller than Hermione at a height of about 6'3".
"Draco."
************************************************************************A/N: OK, this is the last chapter until I get a few reviews. Hope it's getting better. That's quite a long chapter, I think, considering the first two were so short. Sorry about that. If you have any questions, just ask in your reviews (hint hint: REVIEW!). Oh yah, before I forget- this particular story alternates between the past and the present. The past is in italics. There will also be a sequel when this one is done, so the story really has lots of parts to it. Enjoy!